Page 28 of Deadly Obsession
Ijerk awake to someone banging on my door. Squinting an eye open, my palms pat around my bed for my phone. I find it underneath me. I must have fallen asleep with it in my hand.Because you were waiting for Elias to text you back.
But he didn’t. He didn’t respond to me calling him a Level 100 Clinger.
I shouldn’t have been disappointed. I don’t need to be missing him and wanting him to text me.
I check my phone for the time—finding no new texts—and groan.
Six a.m.
“Who the fuck?” I mumble and roll out of bed.
I quietly walk to the door and hold my breath when the wooden floorboards creak.
“Open up, Sunshine,” a familiar voice growls from the other side.
My heart plummets to my stomach, and I suck in a deep breath.
No. No fucking way.
“I know you’re in there. I can hear you breathing.”
How the hell did he find me?
There’s a reason why I changed my name and hid in the most populous city in the country.
I should have gotten a restraining order.
“If you don’t open the door, I’ll break it down.”
I wish I had a gun, not that I know how to use one. I consider pulling a knife from my utensil drawer, but I’m not strong—or brave—enough to use it.
I unlatch the chain lock followed by the deadbolt, then the doorknob lock and crack open the door.
“Chase?”
“Let me in.”
“No.”
He shoves the door and pushes me out of the way. The wall stops me from falling on my ass.
“What the fuck, Chase?”
“Shut up!”
“You have no right—”
Chase grabs me, his fingertips digging into my upper arm. I try to pull away from him, but he’s too strong.
“How do you know EliasCarter?”
I stop struggling, my face falling. “What? I...”
“Don’t eventhinkabout lying to me. My men saw you at Lenetti’s party. They sent me pictures, Sunshine. You in a tight red dress, looking like a fucking slut.”
“Your men? What are you—”
Chase cuts me off and grabs my hair to drag me over to my bed. My feet are barely able to keep up with the sudden move. He shoves me down onto the mattress and fear rips through my body, my throat drying.
